A few months ago some of my class mates and I made a trip to Borneo with aour Geography teacher to seek adventure in the forests of Borneo.
Soon after our arrival in Borneo, we MADE all the preparations and began our journey to the forest early one morning. Afterr miles of travel trough the forest ,we arrived at an open space.Ad it was already late in the evening,we decided to erect our tent and spend the night there. Night soon fell on this place and we lighted our oil lamp.
Feeling tired,we had our meal early and went to bed.There was silence all around.;but soon, creatures that love the night world became active.The forest was now full of frightful noise.Breaking thought this noise,came another noise,more frightening,the noise of native drums.And as the minutes sliped by,it seemed to become nearer and nearer. We all froze into deathly slience.The tension mounted rapidly,but still nothing happened.Then,as suddenly ass it began,the noise stopped.We were alarmed.We were now sure that some natives has seen us and we would he attacked.In such a situation ,we could not sleep. Death might come at any time.
Minutes lengthened to hours, but in our anxiety to preseve our lives,we hardly noticed the coming of the day.Then ,all of a sudden,we found ourselves surrounded by half-nacked natives with spears in their hands.Surprise and terrified,we remaind speechless for some time. Then, one of them,presumably their leader,uttered a word.He seems eager to talk ,but there was no language in which we could understand each other.
Our teacher,who is always full of ideas, then offered a ciarette to the man who uttered the word.The man,however, seemed to suspect our teacher'intentions.He refused to acept the cigarette....
(to be continued)
(to be continued)
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